Chapter 21: Old friends
Pamela and Kate are out, busy in their bookstore. Rose has breastfed Oliver, who is now sleeping. Lucy and Lilith are at school. Rose is vacuuming and preparing lunch for her women when she hears the doorbell ring. She goes to answer it, and it's Maria. Rose warmly embraces her longtime friend and invites her in.
"Maria, it's so good to see you! Come in, come in. I was just about to make some lunch."
Maria smiles, her eyes scanning the living room and taking in the signs of a bustling household with young children. She steps inside, her gaze landing on the baby monitor on the counter. "How have you been, Rose? It's been too long since we last caught up."
Rose leads her to the kitchen, gesturing towards the fridge. "Help yourself to something to drink. I've got water, soda, or juice.
“Okay, Maria. I don't want to say it too loudly for fear of superstition, but it's okay. The new job allows me to work from home and take care of the girls and Oliver at the same time. I spend most of my time more like Rose than Jim now.” Rose pours water into two glasses and hands one to Maria, who takes a seat at the kitchen table. "That's great to hear, Rose. I know how much you've always wanted to be more involved in the kids' lives. And with the new job, I'm sure you're loving every minute of it."
Rose nods, but her expression darkens slightly. "It's not all sunshine and roses, though. The pregnancy was... unexpected. And challenging. But we're making it work."
Maria raises an eyebrow, taking a sip of her water. "Pregnancy? Rose, are you...?
Pregnant?" Maria's eyes widened with surprise, and she set her glass down on the table. "Rose, that's incredible! I had no idea! Congratulations!"
Rose smiled, but there was a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "Thanks, Maria. I was pregnant. Now I realize that it's been a long time since we last saw each other. I was pregnant and gave birth to Oliver.."
Maria's voice trailed off as she noticed the baby monitor on the counter. "Wait—you *had* a baby? When? How? I don’t understand..."
Rose hesitated, her fingers tightening around her glass. The truth was a fragile thing, something that could shatter with the wrong word. But Maria had always been her confidante, the one person outside the family who knew the truth about her transformations. She took a deep breath, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's complicated, Maria. More complicated than I ever imagined.
The first time Kate worked her magic and made Rose, who until then had only existed in my head, emerge as the woman she is, Pamela, on the other hand, had expressed a desire to savor the sensation of having a penis. Kate made that possible too (without turning her into a man, though, just the penis in place of the vagina). So Pamela wanted us to repeat, with roles reversed, the experience of when we, as teenagers, lost our virginity making love. It was beautiful (more beautiful than the first time back then) but we hadn't considered that Rose was 100% woman and that Pamela had fertile seed. So, like an infallible sniper 🤣, she got Rose pregnant… that is, me.”
Rose’s voice trailed off, her eyes dampening as she looked down at her hands, the water in her glass trembling slightly.
Maria set her glass down on the table with a soft thud and reached out to take Rose's hands in hers. "Rose, I had no idea. I'm so sorry."
Rose shook her head, a small, humorless laugh escaping her lips. "It's not your fault, Maria. It's mine. I should have been more careful. I should have known better."
Maria squeezed Rose's hands, her expression filled with concern and compassion. "No, Rose. It takes two to tango.
You and your partner are responsible for what happens between you. You both should have known better, especially with your history of magical mishaps," Maria added gently, her eyes filled with understanding and empathy.
Rose laughed amusedly: “But I’m glad I had Oliver. Or rather, Rose is happy. Jim was a little unsettled at first, especially when Pamela fucked him, both when she was Rose and when she was Jim, but then he got used to it. Of course, now there’s less room for Jim and much more room for Rose. I know you love Jim very much and he loves you too, but he’s still there, he can be called upon at any time. But I hope you can love Rose as much as you love Jim. Because we’re the same person. After all.”
Rose looked down at her hands, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “But I’m glad I had Oliver.
After all.”
Maria stared at Rose, her eyes wide with disbelief and confusion. “Give me time to get used to it. You're right! I love Jim deeply. He's been there for me every time I've told him my marriage isn't working. He's been affectionate with my son Marcus, who adores him. He's always confided in me about his problems, his fears, and his dreams. We're sister and brother. I'm sure I'll be able to love you too, Rose, because I know that underneath that beautiful body, there's still Jim."
Rose smiled, her eyes filling with gratitude. "Thank you, Maria. That means a lot to me."
Maria squeezed her hands one last time before releasing them and sitting back in her chair. "Now, tell me everything. How did this happen? What was it like? And how are you handling it all?"
Rose sighed, placing her glass on the table and running a hand through her hair. "It's been a whirlwind, to be honest. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, I was pregnant.
A pregnant man. Can you believe it?" Rose laughed, but her eyes held a hint of the struggle she'd been through.
Maria shook her head in disbelief. "I can't even wrap my head around it. But you're handling it like a champ, Rose. I'm so proud of you."
Rose smiled, her eyes shining with unshed tears. It's been tough, but we're making it work. Pamela, Kate, and I, we're a family.
“But you know, Ji… Rose! I’m curious about the spicy details. What was your first time like? I mean, having a vagina instead of a penis and having it destroyed by your wife, who in the meantime has grown a huge dick? Was Kate going to be there? Don’t wait! Tell me!”
Rose smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “You always were a curious one, Maria. Alright, let me set the scene for you. Kate had already worked her magic on Pamela. But the little witch didn't just replace Pam's vagina with a cock, she made her grow a real anaconda! And when she transformed me into the beautiful woman you see (even better because it was before the pregnancy), Pam thought it was only natural that I give her back the pleasure she'd given me when she let me deflower her back in college. So I found myself in the shoes my wife was in many years ago, when we were just dating. But, unlike then, her cock was monstrous. I only felt similar pain later, when I gave birth. But I must confess that the pleasure was much, much greater than then. Being there with the sole task of experiencing pleasure, without performance anxiety, was magnificent. And if you add to that the fact that Kate, who, as you know, also has a big cock, wanted to participate... I found myself in the middle of two in a delirium of endless pleasure!
Kate was behind me, her hands gripping my hips and pulling me onto her cock with every thrust of Pamela's cock in front of me. It was like being caught in a whirlwind of sensations, a maelstrom of pleasure.
Maria's eyes widened as she listened to Rose's story, her mouth agape in shock and awe. "Wow, Rose. That's... intense. But it sounds like it was an amazing experience."
Rose nodded, a soft smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "It was. It was unlike anything I've ever experienced before. And even though it was painful at times, it was worth it.
Because at the end of it all, we have Oliver. Rose's voice softened as she looked down at her hands, a tender expression on her face.
Maria shook her head in disbelief, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "Rose, you're living a life I never even imagined. But you know what? You're making it work. And that's what matters. You, Pamela, and Kate are a family, and you're doing what's best for your kids. That's all that matters."
Rose smiled, her eyes shining with gratitude.
A shadow of sadness crossed Maria's face.
"I wish I had that kind of unconventional family, Rose. I don't know if I'd have the courage to embrace something like this, but seeing how happy you all are makes me jealous."
Rose reached out and placed a comforting hand on Maria's. "Maria, love comes in all forms. You may not have a family like ours, but that doesn't make yours any less special. You have Marcus, and he loves you more than anything in the world. That's something truly magical."
Maria offered a wistful smile. "You're right, Rose. I know I'm lucky to have him.
And I'm not saying being a mother doesn't make me happy. But I'm also a woman. When I think that in my entire life I've never had an orgasm, other than the ones I've brought on myself, while you, a man (or at least you were born a man), have experienced the joy of being thoroughly fucked by two genuine sex machines... it's not fair! I'm joking of course, I'm not mad at you, but I'm truly envious of you!“ she added with a little laugh.
Rose looked at her with a mixture of surprise and tenderness, "Maria, I didn't know you felt like that. I mean, you've never had a chance to get out there and have fun, and here I am, married with kids and talking about having wild orgies and stuff."
Maria sighed, looking down at her hands, "I know, I know, it's silly. But sometimes I just feel like I've missed out on so much. Like my life's been put on hold for so long."
Rose squeezed her hand, "Hey, it's never too late, you know.
You deserve to have some fun, to explore your desires. No one should feel like they've missed out on life. You're still young, Maria. There's time for you to experience all the things you've been missing out on."
Maria looked up at her, her eyes filled with a mix of hope and doubt. "You really think so? It's just... I don't know where to start. I mean, I'm not exactly a spring chicken anymore. I've been married for so long, I don't even remember the last time I went on a date."
Rose smiled, her eyes filled with determination.
"Maria, you're only as old as you feel. And I have just the thing for you. I can try to ask Kate or Pamela, or both, if for one time they can give you this joy. But I can’t promise anything."
Maria looked at Rose, her eyes wide with surprise. "You would do that for me?
Oh, Rose, you're truly the best friend anyone could ask for," Maria said, her eyes welling up with gratitude.
Rose squeezed her hand again, this time with a reassuring smile. "Of course, Maria. You're my best friend too, and I want you to be happy. I'll talk to Pamela and Kate tonight and see what they think. I can't make any promises, but I'll do my best to make this happen for you."
Maria leaned in and hugged Rose, her voice filled with emotion. "Thank you, Rose.
I can't tell you how much this means to me," Maria said, her voice muffled against Rose's shoulder.
Rose patted her back gently, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "It's no problem, Maria. We'll figure something out. Now, enough about me and my crazy life. How have you been? How's Marcus?"
Maria pulled back and wiped her eyes, giving Rose a watery smile. "Marcus is great. He's growing up so fast, it's scary. He's in high school now, can you believe it?
It feels like just yesterday he was in diapers, running around the house with a big smile on his face. Now he's a teenager, with all the mood swings and attitude that come with it."
Rose laughed, remembering the last time she had seen Marcus. He had been sulking in the corner at a family barbecue, refusing to speak to anyone. Rose had managed to cheer him up with a few jokes and a shared love for video games.
"I remember when he was little, he used to love playing with your daughter, Lucy. They were inseparable," Rose recalled fondly.
Maria nodded, her eyes softening at the memory.
"Yeah, they were like two peas in a pod. It's crazy how much time has passed. But Marcus is a good kid. He's got a good head on his shoulders. He's just going through a phase, like all teenagers do."
Rose smiled, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs. "I'm sure he'll come out of it stronger than ever. And who knows? Maybe he'll find a hobby or a passion that'll help him navigate the ups and downs of teenage life."
Maria took a sip of her water, her eyes thoughtful. "You know, I've been thinking about that.
Marcus has always been into sports, but lately, he's been showing an interest in cooking. He even asked me to teach him some of my recipes," Maria said, a proud smile spreading across her face.
Rose nodded, impressed. "That's great, Maria. It's important for kids to have hobbies and passions outside of school. And cooking is a great skill to have. Maybe he'll become the next big celebrity chef!"
Maria laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I don't know about that, but I'm happy he's interested. It's a great way for us to bond.
We've been having a lot of fun together in the kitchen lately."
Rose smiled, remembering how much she loved cooking with her own mother when she was growing up. "That sounds wonderful, Maria. It's something you two will always have, no matter what happens."
Maria nodded, her expression softening. "I know. And I'm grateful for that. It's like our own little language, our own little world. Just the two of us, side by side, surrounded by the smells and sounds of cooking."
Rose reached over and squeezed Maria's hand, her voice filled with warmth. "That's beautiful, Maria. You two are lucky to have that connection.
I always wished I had more chances to bond with my dad, but he was always too busy with work. It's nice to see that your son is interested in spending quality time with you."
Maria's smile softened, "I know. I didn't realize how much I missed out on until I saw my friends and their kids grow up. I promised myself that I would make an effort to be there for Marcus, no matter what. I want him to know that I'm always there for him, even if things get tough."
Rose nodded, "That's the spirit, Maria. Parenting is all about being present and making memories together.